Chapter 4: Memory Fragments

People's hearts are square,

Abbot of Tianxin.

The human heart is round,

The heart of heaven is the square.

The heart is transparent,

Heavenly heart chaos.

The light and smoke-like circle only circled the abbot's square inch of the sea, but in this square inch of land, the owner of the sea couldn't help but be happy.

"Oh my God, my Ram Chen has opened up the sea of knowledge? hahaha...... I've opened up the sea of knowledge!!" The boy was like a naughty child, laughing heartlessly. It was as if all the pain in the body had gone. He looked at the endless Void Wheel around him stupidly, with a smirk on his face.

Although it only opens up the size of the square inch, but between the square inch, there is a foothold and a place to stay.

Ram Chen suddenly changed from a spiritual disciple who swept the sky and the earth to a spiritual priest with an enchantment guard, although he was only a half-step spiritual warrior.

The spiritual realm is divided into monks, and those who fail to open the pulse and practice qi are called spirit children; those who open up the eight veins of the Qi Sutra and open up the sea of dantian qi are called spiritual disciples; those who succeed in opening up the sea of knowledge and transforming the spirit are spiritual scholars, and one step further, they will enter the product, the ninth grade, the eighth grade, and the seventh grade......

Generally, spiritual disciples are first transformed into spirits, and then they understand the sea, first easy and then difficult. The situation of Ram Chen is just the opposite, and by chance, he first opened the sea of knowledge.

The opening up of the sea of knowledge is of great significance and extremely important to every spiritual disciple.

First, the will manifests the enchantment, and the spiritual body of Zhihai has the will enchantment to protect it, and it is far away from the danger of giving up.

Second, opening up the sea of knowledge is a necessary condition for advanced spiritual warriors, and only by opening up the spiritual sea can one step into the realm of spiritual warriors.

However, it is not an easy task to open up the sea of knowledge, and the vast majority of spirit disciples are unable to advance mostly because they cannot open up the sea of spirits.

Since ancient times, the spiritual world has been spreading: It is easy to open the spirit, but it is difficult to clear the sea! It is easy to practice qi, but it is difficult to enter the product! It is difficult ~ difficult ~ difficult! Don't take luck for granted.

Therefore, whether a monk can successfully open up the sea of knowledge is not only closely related to the monk's understanding, but more importantly, the luck must be strong, which is generally said to be good luck. And understanding and luck are ethereal and untraceable, and no one can know when their understanding and luck will explode, maybe the next moment, maybe the next life.

That's why Ram Chen, the unlucky guy, will behave so badly after confirming that he has opened up the sea of knowledge. It's been mildew for a long time, and suddenly it's not very Tailai, and the young man can't find the north.

Exhale~~Inhale~~Exhale~~Inhale~~ Exhale again......

"My heart is both a sword heart, a sword heart is clear, and my heart is transparent...... "Gong Yang Chen silently recited the "Sword Heart Jue", until his heart was like water, he put his mind into the circle of will to turn around, and carefully comprehended the mystery.

The surging spring tide and the endless spring rain.

The heat of summer and the violence of the light.

The slaughter of the autumn wind, the bleakness of the falling trees.

The dead silence of the winter solstice, the shiver of a snowy night.

......

The four special artistic conceptions slowly flowed in Ram Chen's heart, and the circle opened his mind to him, and he was allowed to pick up. He was the first to understand the artistic conception of the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter, and together they synthesized the circle of will. But they are not the core, the core of the circle is the will to kill to the extreme, the will of the sword.

The killing intent of the sword dominates the four artistic conceptions of the Spring and Autumn Period.

Comprehending the artistic conception of the four seasons and the will of the circle, Ram Chen understood and understood the process of opening up the sea. In his rebellion against the phantom, his emotions fluctuated, anger, despair, sadness, joy, and longing......

Every time his emotions rise and fall, there is a violent vibration of Zhihai, and his emotional tide finally unified, catalyzing the rage of destroying the world and the desperate killing intent.

What bullshit Dao hidden, what otherworldly Dao inheritance, what benefits of devouring divine souls, he didn't want them all, he just wanted to kill.

All his emotions turned into rage, and he was so angry that he gave birth to a pure and extremely killing intent, and he insisted on doing his own thing, just to kill, and there was no other thought, so he realized the 'Spring and Autumn Killing' with a unique pure killing intent.

"Hahahaha...... Spring and Autumn only kill, Spring and Autumn kill, this is my Spring and Autumn Sword Intent. ”

"Zheng!Zheng!Zheng!"

Like a sword roar, the will circle stopped rotating, and four invisible swords were erected, and the sword aura rushed into the sky, sweeping the abbot Zhihai, and the circle turned into the Fang Jie Sword Domain, responding to the killing intent of the protagonist Yang Chen.

The four swords turned, and they became a circle again, but at this time, the circle was a sword that reached the sky in the eyes of Ram Chen, the sword of only killing, and the four seasons were all in it.

"Good, good, good...... Good sword! good sword intent!!" the young man had tears in his eyes, and cheered loudly for himself.

Nine spring and autumn seasons, cold and summer, a whole nine years of penance to cultivate the sword, but was told that the sword qi must be dissolved, just because the earth spirit could not cultivate the sword.

The suffocation of the collapse of the world is still fresh in his memory, and that one almost broke him. An earth spirit denied all his nine years of perseverance and hard work, how cruel it was for a teenager who regarded the sword as his whole life.

Fortunately, everything has passed, and his pride is like this spring and autumn killing, only killing. As long as the sword intent remains the same and the sword intent does not cease, nothing else matters.

"Huh, what is this?" When the ram was about to leave, he suddenly saw some fine dust, and there were quite a few of them, and these extremely fine fine dust circulated along the circle, and they were really like dust, and it was difficult to find them without looking closely.

Ram Chen stretched out his hand and grabbed a few points, and he looked in suspiciously. The young man was so shocked that he threw it away, and he didn't even throw it in a hurry, as if he had caught a virus-like dirty thing, "It's shameless, in broad daylight, Lang Lang, and he made such a ...... in the open air Such a lewd thing...... It's too lewd!" the young man panted and scolded angrily, his face flushed with shame, and he was really frightened.

It took a long time for him to calm down.

Ram Chen, who had calmed down, thought for a while and muttered to himself: "This should be a ridiculous thing that the old ghost did when he was young, it's really shameless...... But there is one thing he didn't lie to me, he is indeed the soul of the other world, so could what he said about Daozang also be true?"

"It is very likely, otherwise how could his divine soul be so magical, not only difficult to destroy, but also amazingly resilient, at that time, the old ghost and divine soul were shattered into powder by him, and it was not even annihilated, but formed such a wonderful memory fragment. ”

Ram Chen groaned for a moment, then reached out and grabbed a little more, this time he didn't read the memory, but looked at the surface of the fragment closely. A very small whirlpool, like real and virtual, and like a small flowing cloud pattern, but also with the breath of reincarnation, simple at first glance, then complex, the more you look at the mysterious.

Ram Chen was completely caught in it, and he didn't come back to his senses until he was dizzy. These flowing moire patterns are inspiring, but they are also addictive.

"Such a magical memory fragment! How did the old ghost do it, the soul of a person is immortal, is he not dead at all, and he still wants to be resurrected by these fragments?" Ram Chen's face was cold, he thought for a while, and then denied this possibility, "If you want to be resurrected, how easy is it to say, the memory fragment not only has the breath of the old ghost but also the sword intent of the Spring and Autumn Kill, this should be an accidental mutation." ”

Looking at these memory fragments, Ram Chen thought of his physical condition again, "Now that the body is dilapidated like this, even the movement is very inconvenient, in addition to looking for medicine, you should also find other methods, the old ghost may have a cure in his memory, do you want to stop looking at a piece?"

"Well, let's look at one more slice then. The boy finished his questions and answers, and spent a lot of time carefully selecting a small fragment.

He was a little apprehensive and extended his spirit, and he was ready to evacuate as soon as he found something wrong. He was worried about seeing some strange picture again, that kind of scene, he had seen too much, and he had a long needle eye.

As soon as his mind entered, the boy breathed a sigh of relief, which was very good and the sun was shining. Then he was fascinated by the novelties and watched them with relish. But soon, his expression became entangled again, scratching his ears and cheeks for a while, and complaining in his mouth: "What are you talking about?

The picture in the memory fragment is smooth, the sound is clear, the scene is real, and the ram who enters the plot begins to feel very good, he is like a god high up watching mortals play happily.

No, he was wrong, he was a mortal, he strayed into the world of gods, everything about God is so magical, gorgeous clothes, exquisite food, towering houses, artifacts that he can't understand, gentle male gods, beautiful goddesses, the only thing, the goddess is afraid of heat, and she wears very little.

This is a child's memory, the child looks very cute, he has a warm home, there are parents who love him, and relatives who care about him. Although Ram Chen didn't understand a word, he could feel that the child was very happy, just like him before the age of five, this is the Pure Land, at least in the eyes of the child.

Ram Chen opened his eyes, he smiled and put the memory fragment in his hand at his feet, beautiful things, to be stored separately, this is the decision he just made.

This child should be the old ghost when he was a child, and then another question arose in his heart, when the old ghost broke into his sea of knowledge, he could fully understand his words, but when he recalled the language used by the old ghost, he couldn't remember it at all.

“...... What kind of magic did the old ghost use, if only I would do well, at least I could save a trouble, and I don't have to follow the little ghost to read and write, and learn to speak!"

Ram Chen looked helpless, to read the memory of the old ghost, he had to learn the language and words of the other world first, and then pick out useful things from the massive memory fragments, this is an extremely complicated job, only to learn one language, it will take no less time, before that, even if those Dao treasures are placed in front of him, he can't understand them, let alone understand and comprehend.

In fact, there is a simpler way, directly fuse some memory fragments, and the old ghost's memory is his. But if he does, he will no longer be a pure ram.

Just thinking about it, he felt a chill and resolutely vetoed it, even if he didn't want these Dao Zang, he wouldn't defile himself.